And so, here is a female being superficial about the body. I am comforted by it. The thought came to me the other day, when I make love to someone, I am making love to their body, not their brain. Although I realize that if they are a good person, it isn’t just sex and I know our relationship will not last long if there is nothing to share as in a kind of intellectual intimacy. But, there you are, a kind of biological determinism.